i do not care

i do not care for the formalities of x-mas,  or any holiday for that matter. ive been conditioned to treat it with a light respect,  because of indifference not of apathy.

i do not care for the politcal field and the fiscal cliff they say is slated to destroy what little i know or care anout economics,  i am a pawn after all in this pseudo democratic great nation.

i do not care for the connections of with my immediate family for we are all using each other, i will probably never be free of their "loving" grasp until they die.

i what i do care about is finally coming into my own being, and emphasizing my ability of being an enabler, purveyor, amongst other things,  and NOT a doormat.

i do care enough to start voicing my oft meaningless opinions, because everyone is ENTITLED to having one,  but not pushing it on others.

i do care to start strengthening my very weak relationships with those i am distant from in my home of Montebello. they matter more than they knoe.

i do not care for the utter companionship of a women specifically, but a lady friend with a large amount of common interests and solid chemistry would not be something for me to overlook.

i do care to learn how to not overindulge in vices of sleep, inebreation, fapping and being a spendthrift. boredom does tend to get the better of me, and i am the devil's plaything on a rather loose shoestring.

i do care to start recapping my months again. documenting my life is very important to me and something ive always wanted to do. no matter how mundane it will mostly be, but the friends i have now wont make it so. hashtag: LEAN

this two weeks of no smoking has been pretty rad, also i need a new bich to give all of my ridicule to, this ego isnt going to stroke itself.

dont worry im not sad, im just bummed i guess.

also follow new Projext: fart fort

fart fort

finding metaphors to shield my problems

looking for excuses to hide my insecurities,
bury them in crypitc nothings, 
looking at the ceiling likening myself to  smoke detectors.
im always there, often ignored,
and the one thing that turns me on, you cant shut up me about it until yoh give. e that attention.
i need you to come to me
and settle me down less i see my poison again.

i need to shift gears,
my house is a warehouse, it has no room to spare.
i had spent 5 months of pining,
it should've been one lousy night,
a sloppy unsatisfying, dick squirt.

now i need a distraction.
FUCK the SMITHS
no more blindly stumbling to blind kat
to drown the sorrow,
no more nitelyfe, 
no more cyber stalking,
but dont treat her weird,
just be adult about it.
everything is boring anyway

git dum wit mee

soundcloud.com/chineseripoff/deep-water

What I have become

A social alcoholic, 
A low key twerker,
A hopeless friend who wants to be romantically involved with this woman,
But I dont want to be a roman,
I've become a little more fiscally responsible,
I've broken my knuckle,
A shit shift leader,
A terrible lyricist; & shit trap-styler,
I've become experimental with pharamaceuticals,
I am hungering to be challenged;
I need outlets,
Cryptic fapper,
Clap trap, not it,
Nose on my finger,
Short straw safe,
Alliterate, my illiterate ways,
Enjoy company of my city's way,
High price/low standard
Of living,
Get low,
Stay high,
Be strong;
Act right.